Opening parade.
June 12, 2009
OuR LiL GrAdUaTe
It's funny how these little milestones creep up on us and to remind of, "One day you will look back and realize the Little Things were actually the Big Things". I simply love that quote, and it is so totally appropriate today. Our little Imp did great in the circus as a performer, and was reportedly "scared" as a graduate- though she did great during that piece, too. We're so proud of you, S!
May 31, 2009
Labor Day, a week later
May 29, 2009
BumbleBee buzzing
May 3, 2009
Happy May!
April 6, 2009
Swirl Girl
April 5, 2009
First haircut
Today was the day. Big sister's communion pics were to be taken, and Easter is next weekend. TIME for the first haircut. After trying to convince the kids to go to a BEAUTY saloon, I decided to cut it myself. After all, I've been cutting their bangs :)
So, this is S's "before" shot. Her hair is almost to the stool (When totally pulled straight, it's past her heiny).
During (thanks, dad). S kept herself busy with my ipod, listening to a little Jimmy Buffet while trying to pretend her hair isn't getting shorter.
So, this is S's "before" shot. Her hair is almost to the stool (When totally pulled straight, it's past her heiny).

March 31, 2009
A few from a week ago...



The feet- playing with the idea of Scott, New Photo Biz had a tutorial on his website... with a twist.
And the boy and his Poppy.
And my delicious, lovey nephew boy L. I could just play with him and kiss him and smoosh him all day long. Being an aunt is every bit as great as I had hoped. I love you, little man!
March 30, 2009
Reflections, LOL
March 15, 2009
A quick shot from yesterday

Borrow Daddy's iphone and play your own games, of course :)
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February 17, 2009
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February 12, 2009
And this is Sammy

And this is the other cat, Sammy. He's your usual I'll-hang -out- with-you-if-I-choose-to kind of cat. He's also smart. And, I have to admit, he has a beautiful coat. If there were a cat I would like, Sam is probably the closest I'd come.
Sam is the one who sits in my kitchen windowsill, drinking up the sun and chewing any flowers or plants I place there. He's the one who climbs on my wall unit, and sits for hours watching the fish tank. He will at times become attracted to the TV, and sit under and watch it with us. He makes me laugh, but he's also a cat. It's a character flaw I just can't seem to get past.
Both cats understand. They know I don't wish them harm, but I don't like them. Not really. I'll feed them, and at times even pet them. But still.
Of course, that means I'm the one they come to. When I sit on the sofa, Rocky immediately jumps in my lap, nomatter how many times I put him down. No matter how often I sit at the desk, Sammy comes over to watch the computer screen and head butt my arm, shoulder, etc. When I sit in the office chair, they take turns jumping on the back of it.
When I come down in the morning, they meow a greeting. I don't let them out from the basement until everyone else is up, because we close the rooms upstairs to the cats. They've learned theat, and don't cry to come out. They just give a morning meow. Just in case :)
We are unable to have dogs at this time. We don't have a yard, and we're just not home enough for it to be fair to a dog to be cooped up and then not have the yard to excersize in. And the girls just really needed a pet. And as K said, "But I can't play with the fish." Point taken. Every kid, if they can, should be able to have a pet at least once in their childhood.
So cats it is. So long as we have our understanding. I wish you no harm. I admit you're cute. I just don't particularly like you, so much. But I love the love you share with my girls.
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February 9, 2009
Rocky
February 7, 2009
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